Still and Dark

Sunset over the marsh

Still and dark
I sit satisfied
basking in the glow
of a life (that I)
plucked from destiny.
A life of decision,
leaving confused and undecided,
I came groping forward – on instinct
until I found a life,
gained through blind insistence
on self truth.

7 thoughts on “Still and Dark

    • Andra, you have worked on your life just as I did on mine in order to write something like this. Ironically, this was a piece I wrote long ago on the back of an envelope and it had made its way into my folder of poems — and while sorting through them last night I “found” it — some two decades after having written it.

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